Chapter 471

Esther worried about Felix’s health. Before she fully understood Agatha’s words, she saw Agatha holding a golden needle. In an instant, Agatha pressed it into a pressure point on Bradley’s head.

“Grandma Foster!” Esther exclaimed.

Agatha pulled out the golden needle, her face unchanging as she spoke coldly. “Bradley, you’re lucky I use my hands to heal, not to kill. Remember, I could spill blood, and your death. wouldn’t matter.”

Esther knew Agatha defended her, making her grateful.

“Grandma Foster.”

Agatha softly patted Esther’s shoulder. “Bradley, think you can hurt Esther because she’s an orphan?

The Quill family and I are with her now. Touch her, and you will face my anger.”

Bradley’s temple throbbed with indescribable pain as if a knife were cutting his brain in two. He gritted his teeth, his voice strained. “What… What did you do to me?”

“Does it hurt?” Agatha sneered, her face filled with scorn. “Esther endured much worse pain. when she gave birth in prison. Bradley, from now on, you’ll experience an hour of childbirth pain each day. Only then will you truly understand what Esther went through.

“You snatched her children, falsely claimed they had died, and heartlessly separated mother and children. Now, you’ll carry the suffering she endured.”

Sweat soaked Bradley’s body from the intense pain. The idea that childbirth could be this excruciating for a woman had never crossed his mind.

“I didn’t know she was carrying my children at that time.”

Tears welled up in Esther’s eyes as she sadly accused, “Bradley, I told you multiple times that the children were yours, but you never believed me!”

“If… I would never have sent them away if I had known they were my children.” Bradley’s words were sincere.

When he first learned about Esther’s childbirth, he rejected the idea of raising children that were not his own. He didn’t even want to acknowledge or hear about it, choosing to send the babies away immediately.

He would have never made that decision if he had known they were his own flesh and blood. The blame lay with Esther, not his children.

“Bradley, isn’t it ironic? Despite being an educated man and the CEO of a major corporation, you didn’t even consider a DNA test to verify if Esther’s children were yours. In this age of advanced technology, amniocentesis could easily have confirmed the father.

“You chose not to, all to lay the blame on Esther, using her as a scapegoat whenever things went wrong in your life. How dare you?

“Consider yourself fortunate that Oliver didn’t retaliate against your corporation. We’re decent people and don’t take out your mistakes on others.

“If your Warner Group goes bankrupt, countless families will face ruin! Our forgiveness doesn’t give you the right to continue hurting Esther.

“You’re an arrogant, stubborn, and ignorant man who refuses to reflect on his actions. We don’t need you to, but if you ever dare to show your face before Esther again, I will ensure you have a unique, once-in-a-lifetime experience you won’t forget.”

Agatha said what she wanted to say, then left with Esther.

In truth, after Agatha’s golden needle struck him, Bradley’s entire body was engulfed in numbing pain, causing his senses of vision and hearing to blur.

‘It really hurts! Is childbirth this painful?’ Bradley’s thoughts raced.

Being a man, he had never truly considered the magnitude of pain that childbirth brought for a woman!